"Joshua go upstairs now for bath time. Hurry up." I said this because he was laying on the stairs whining about not wanting to go up. "I'm going to count to five backwards and you better be at the top of the stairs: fiiiive, foooour, threeeeee, twoooooo, oooooone, now getyourbuttinthebath!" He made it to the top by one but he wasn't happy with me rushing him.

"Mommy, you don't count backwards from five," in a pouty tone."Fine, I'll count forwards then.""No, you don't count forwards either," same pouty tone"Then how should I count?""You don't- you should count sideways." And as if on cue, Rusty chimed in,"Three, three, three, three, three."